	The man is nearly dead, and says only "All floors... Too similar...
Too... hard... to get.. out..."  As he dies, you recognise in your minds the
scratchy voice of Mr. Tzac:
	"So, you @idiot/damned/jack-ass\ cops think you're any match for me?
My half millenia on this @wretched/wretched/fuckin'\ planet is at its end, and Quinn's
gonna provide the ride.  You can't get him where he is now, --not without
killing me first."